<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505725</id><updated>2012-02-15T10:59:13.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jomsom Muktinath Trek</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomsommuktinathtrek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19505725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomsommuktinathtrek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kiran Chakravadhanula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309151927733514962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505725.post-5039936024885230844</id><published>2008-04-22T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T03:57:38.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;For the Jomsom Muktinath Trek Travelogue and other recent posts, p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;lease visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://kiranc.com/"&gt;http://www.kiranc.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19505725-5039936024885230844?l=jomsommuktinathtrek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jomsommuktinathtrek.blogspot.com/feeds/5039936024885230844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19505725&amp;postID=5039936024885230844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19505725/posts/default/5039936024885230844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19505725/posts/default/5039936024885230844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jomsommuktinathtrek.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-travelogue-has-new-home-at.html' title='UPDATE !!!'/><author><name>Kiran Chakravadhanula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309151927733514962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19505725.post-113349941696278233</id><published>2005-12-01T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T10:59:13.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Meera cant believe that this trip was decided so fast. Tickets purchased in a day, stuff for the trip in another couple of days more, lightning fast leave applications at work, last minute surprises and we were out of Bangalore in less than two weeks from the day we thought this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are at Pokhara airport. We have waited three days in Pokhara to be on a plane to jomsom. Just as soon as we got to Pokhara the little town has seen some unusual amount of rain and the airport closed. We even thought of trekking upto Jomsom which can take 3 days or more as there are no motorable roads to Jomsom. But then after some insanely heavy rain the previous night the clouds have cleared and the flights are operational again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane ride from Pokhara to Jomsom keeps everyone on the edge of their seats. The little plane flies in the gorges between huge himalayan cliffs gaining altitude steadily in order to reach high station Jomsom. On this ride you get to see first hand how really high the himalayas cliffs are. Tiny villages rest on hilltops of smaller cliffs. Each of the villages are so isolated that its altleast three days walk to the nearest town that has a motorable road. The Himalayas also trap the mounsoon clouds from getting to Tibet. Here, you get a first hand view of what that means. The Cliffs clearly rise much above the cloud cover. As a result the lower himalaya is green and water rich sending all the water back to India while Tibet on the other side has eroded to be a dry plateau. From the cockpit view is the Dhaulagiri, the seventh highest mountain in the world (8167m or 26795 ft).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe landing at Jomsom airport. For last minute fun the plane leaps over a gorge and a river that runs very close to the edge of the runway. As soon as we got out, we immediatly noticed that the air is much cooler here. Nilgiri stands tall overlooking the airport. There is an army camp nearby. The airstrip is shared both by the army and commercial operators. Flights to jomsom operate only in the morning as it gets very windy in the afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast in the German Bakery and a change of clothes it takes us twenty minutes to get out of Jomsom into the Kali Gandaki river valley. This river is full in the monsoons. We did most of the trail on the river bed as it is easier to walk on flat terrain. Climb up to the paths cut into cliffs if you reach deep water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, Jomsom going out of sight. The landscape is truly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3040.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall mountains line up on both sides of the river bed. Walking here, there are very few thoughts in the head and all you have to do is watch yor path ahead. The huge mountains stand quietly in the distance. Every once in a while you meet a trekker or two walk towards you, a nod and a hello starts and ends the brief acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail ahead leads to Eklaibatti, Kagbeni and all the way to Mustang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a trekker all we do is walk in the valleys between mountains. We shall never really know the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nilgiri peak is behind us as we walk to Kagbeni. The best time to photograph mountains is during early morning or during sunset. During midday there is very little contrast between the sky and the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of Eklaibatti. But we are not stopping here. We have to get to Kagbeni soon. People usually halt at Eklaibatti when they are heading back to Jomsom from Muktinath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail over Eklaibatti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of Kagbeni in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They grow crops at Kagbeni. Grain, lettuce and apples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagbeni is a windy little village. Strong cold wind blows continuously all day. In the river valley the wind forms shapes of rising dust all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3076.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera looks up a list of lodges at Kagbeni. We decide to check in to the Asia trekkers lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3083.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nilgiri peak in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day 6:30 in the morning before we set out to Muktinath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3088.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be a hard walk to Muktinath from Kagbeni. Climb up to the high plateau behind kagbeni (In the pic its the spot just below the sun), from there its flat all the way up to Jharkot. From Jharkot its an ascent all the way upto Ranipuwa and Muktinath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3092.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trekker offers to take our picture. Behind us is the way we came from the previous day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3093.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagbeni to the far right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The valley ahead further leads to Mustang, the forbidden region. The permit to trek in this region costs $700 . Further up is tibet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3095.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3098.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the high Plateau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail to Muktinath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera waves. The trees in the valley behind her is Jharkot. We will be passing Jharkot later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Town of Kingra. Here is the scale,less than ten houses in the middle of nowhere is a village and more is a town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The route takes a turn around a cliff to get to Jharkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3148.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up ahead is Jharkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3149.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of Jharkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3151.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3154.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town of Jharkot. Elevation 3500 metres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at Jharkot village atop the cliff. You have to climb higher to get to Ranipuwa. This is a tough climb and energies were running out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3174.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little fellow was eating a fresh radish after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3179.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranipuwa in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3181.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3182.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering Ranipuwa. Elevation 3710 metres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3184.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the New Mustang Hotel at Ranipuwa. All goods are transported by mule or men. Paid Rs 75 for a bottle of coke. Prices go up with the altitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3185.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some campers behind our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3190.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we visit Muktinath temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3191.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glacier above Muktinath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3192.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree grove around Muktinath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3196.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muktinath temple. Elevation 3800 metres. Hindus and Buddhists alike visit Muktinath. The temple is built in the pagoda style dedicated to Lord Vishnu or Avalokiteshwara as the buddhists call him. For Hindus, Muktinath is one of the most important places of piligrimage. Due to its remoteness Muktinath dosent see piligrims by the thousands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3207.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water from the Glacier above flows down through these Gomukhs. There are 108 of these  behind the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3210.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3217.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3218.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around Muktinath is the Fire Gompa, Narsingh Gompa, Sangdo Gompa and the Shiva Parvati mandir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fire Gompa is interesting. Its also called the Four elements temple or Jwala Mai. Inside the temple is a hole in the ground where you can see a flame burning out of natural gas. You will also hear the flow of an underground stream of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other very old monastaries in the area with unbelievably great artwork on the walls. Photography is strictly prohibited. I have managed to get a few great pictures but I cant put up those pictures online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jomsom there is is a sign that says:&lt;br /&gt;Muktinath is beautiful, calm and quiet,&lt;br /&gt;great and mysterious for piligrims,&lt;br /&gt;decorated with god and goddess,&lt;br /&gt;Although you are kindly requested&lt;br /&gt;not to snap them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3220.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a helipad just outside Muktinath. Groups of Well-to-do Indians charter a helicopter from Pokhara directly to Muktinath temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3241.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Vishnu inscribed on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3244.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/muktinathshrine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/muktinathshrine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt take a picture of the shrine as photography is prohibited. This is a scan of a postcard of the shrine inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3260.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, leaving Raipuwa and heading towards Jomsom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3267.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of French trekkers. They were singing in chorus as they walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3269.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3271.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an easy walk to jomsom as it is all downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3272.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera took a liking for this old lady. We bought Mustang apples from her for Rs 2 a piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3276.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people living here donot have much use for money. They seem to sustain themselves with whatever little they grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3278.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3288.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3291.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3291.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling a little sad to leave this place. I would be spending my next few days of the trip  mostly in city environs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3302.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3309.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Goats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3312.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down to Kagbeni. Goodbye Kagbeni. Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3317.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path to Jomsom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3335.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jomsom town with its streets paved in stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3347.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking in the afternoon sun in Jomsom with Nilgiri in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3379.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majestic Nilgiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/1600/IMG_3349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6453/310/400/IMG_3349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the whole experience of trekking in the Himalaya. I havent seen such vast spaces or such high mountains before.&lt;br /&gt;I have met people on this trip who regularly return to Nepal to see the various parts of the Himalaya. This is definitely, the number one trekking destination in the world. For me, there is lots more to be explored in this region, its going to take more trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have found the information here useful or enjoyed reading this travelogue, please do leave a comment to let us know that you have visited ( Click on the comment link ). 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